Beards and My Little Pony

Ok, horrible as it is, I’ve missed a day of NaBloPoMo yesterday. Sucks to suck, I know, but in my defense, I was having a rough day. I wasn’t feeling too well, and the most I had managed to do for the whole day was lay in bed and watch episodes of The Office and New Girl on Netflix. Ah, I did also get around to straightening my crazy hair, but even after that was over with I was exhausted. In a nutshell, I just needed some good ol’ rest.

I probably shouldn’t be allowed near a stove. I basically suck at cooking. Literally less than a minute ago, I had to jump up off of the couch that I was and am currently sitting on to take rice off the stove that I forgot I put on–40 minutes ago. I’m pretty sure it’s edible, because you can’t really burn rice–I don’t think–and it seems to look fine. Eggs and most breakfast food, I can manage. Dinner and other things, not so much.

Do I have any insightful words of wisdom tonight? Yeah, probably not. All I can think about at the moment is: eating, watching the newest episode of The Originals, and getting to bed early. What I will do for you guys–or whoever it is that happens upon my page and actually decides to chance it and read my shenanigans–is list 5 things about myself that may or may not be so obvious. [:

  1. Everything I do, I do with my daughter’s best interest in mind. I constantly remind myself that I want to be someone that she admires, can trust and confide in, and want to be like. She literally, is my complete world.
  2. I’m almost sure that I need to work on the whole “patience is a virtue” bit.
  3. There is, and always will be something about a man with a beard or any kind of scruffiness/facial hair to him that will make me want to marry him and have his children. That’s extreme, I know, but this is an extremely serious situation for me.
  4. I may possibly enjoy My Little Pony just as much as my almost 3 yr old daughter does–and that’s saying a lot, because she loves that show.
  5. Helping people is one of the things that has always made me happy and feel content with myself. I’ve got a huge heart full of compassion and will go to the ends of the Earth for the ones I love and care about.




This Really Didn’t Have a Title

I’m starting to feel like NaBloPoMo is becoming a sort of diary entry for everyday. Is that weird? It’s probably because I’m not used of actually making myself take time to sit and write about something. Regardless, I’ve nothing to complain about, and I will continue to post something for every single last day in this month, and hopefully even after that.

Sitting in my room and I’ve been graced with the presence of a riled up 2 year old and my 16 year old baby sister. The scene is pretty chaotic, but in the most glorious chaos you can think of. That’s what we function on; chaos. It’s perfectly normal to have Aliyah running around with markers coloring everything in sight, including your bedspread, all whilst having someone yell up the stairs and someone else holding a phone conversation with two different people. No one misses a beat, not even me, and I’m so grateful for all the awesome crazy we share with each other.

The Originals came on tonight at 7pm, and thank God for DVR because I definitely would have missed it by now. Point is, it’s my current obsession and it’s the only thing I look forward to early on in the week. Monday’s may suck, but Tuesdays, Tuesdays are magical.

“There are fights for being my best friend and the girls get their claws out. Something about hanging out with the wicked kids”


What a musical little genius that Lorde is. She’s adorably cute and completely admirable for being only 16 with such meaningful and artistic lyrics.

Pretty sure I’m out of thoughts to share with you guys! It’s dang near 9:00–I’ve got to do something more productive other than writing my NaBloPoMo post.